Bingqing moved behind Lingling and held her hands from both sides.
His left cheek almost touched Lingling's flawless right cheek, and Lingling's face suddenly turned red, her gaze falling on Bingqing's hands.
Bingqing's hands were fair and slender, even his hands were impeccable.
This man was simply bewitching.
Living by the cold seaside, yet his skin hadn't darkened at all!
Normally, living by the seaside, one should have skin as dark, dry, and wrinkled as Bao'er. Surely, if Zhong Lingling lived here for a few more years, she'd also become like Bao'er, that would be normal.
Bingqing held Lingling's hands, teaching her how to grind the medicine.
At first, Lingling was absent-minded, but gradually, she finally understood Bingqing's intention and was delighted with enlightenment. "Haha, so grinding medicine is such an art, I understand now!"
Bingqing let go of Lingling's hands, slightly smiling. "You have good perception!"
